For the love of driving....

Today has been stressful, busy, and unsatisfying. I have been running arround like a nutria rat sans it's head and it's barely noon. What I would give for a drive.... A real drive through the twist and turns in the maze New Orleans calls a freeway system. I'd like a drive at full speed with just enough traffic to challenge my reflexes. I crave the control, the acceleration, and the fluidness of driving. I travel to Northshore from the Westbank two or three times a week. I know the route well and there are just enough curves, bridges, inclines, and merges to keep my thoughts on the task at hand; drive like a bat out of hell. It's to the point now that I know exactly when to down shift. Feel the rush of the RPMs as the needles jumps to attention and the torque pushes me back into the seat. It's almost like a hug from my car. She likes the drive almost as much as I do. My drive starts at the toll boothes. There is a merging of 8 lanes into four on a semi-steep incline into a curve to the bridge. I floor it and fight my way into the front. The cityscape looms before me the mighty Mississippi River below. The road curves again under an overpass and arround the superdome. The freeway splits and I aim for the hard right to I-10 towards Slidell and gamble my way arround the turn at a speed only safe for the most attendant of drivers. I hit the turn with a kick to the gas, the suspension responds and the car glides arround a curve like a lover's touch. I smile and enjoy the moment. A brief straight way to loosen her up and I approach the highrise in third and my german girl flaunts all she has in a quickening of speed. Down in a coast and then arround again. Onward into greatness through a 2.8 liter narrow V-6 with a light curb weight, my fill of torque, and german engineerd suspension. There are many cars that may be faster, more expensive, and flashier, but my Jetta is the one I crave. There is only one other car that grabs my desire. The Mercedes Benz SLR McLaren. Check her out on the link up top. The quest to know the joy of learning her reflexes and handling overwhelms me. Anyone got half a mill to make her mine? All 600 plus horse powers of her. The SLR is beautiful. Zero~60 in a little over 3. Please let me live long enough for someone to will me enough money one day to own her. Day-dreaming again...
Give me a full tank of gas, light traffic, a pack of smokes and 38 minutes for one way and all is right in the world. The phone rings yet again and I am yanked back to my reality.
Have a good one.
Y'all take care,
Charissa